“You don’t know!”
“I thought they were with you.”
“And you took them away and left them?”
“I didn’t take them away!” cried the midshipman angrily.
“Then where are they, sir?”
“I don’t know. You were close by me when they rushed off after that boy.”
“Sheep, sir.”
“No, no, Mr Gurr; boy—Ram.”
“Well, I said sheep, Mr Raystoke.”
“No, no, boy; that’s his name—Ram.”